Bonnet Bees

Things I get passionate and shouty about.

Why I’ve Been So Quiet…

Bear with me, this will take a bit of explaining. So about five years ago I was training for a half marathon. I didn’t enjoy this training one bit. I don’t like running at all and these days I only run if: 1) there’s an emergency, 2) I’m putting a cow back in or 3) the children want me to play monopoly. But I’d committed  to the fundraising event and […]

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THE DYSLEXIC BRAIN

Here’s yet another brainy thing to be aware about because dum dum de dum, OCTOBER IS DYSLEXIA AWARENESS MONTH! Woo-hoo!!! (send in that confetti and SFX that people can do on their smart phones and I did once or twice by accident but can’t remember how). So here I am, making you aware. I have necessarily been hyper-aware of dyslexia over the last few years, since it was revealed that […]

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HARTZ AGAINST BRAIN CANCER

I have something vitally important  to say about the brain. Brains – as miraculous, wonderful and incredible as they are – can’t speak for themselves, so I am compelled to speak for them. Brains get cancer.  Brains are a lot uglier than boobs but that doesn’t mean we should ignore brain cancer research.  November is walk for brain cancer month and so I am going to walk up a mountain […]

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THE LITTLE PICTURES

Sonia Kruger said it, we’re all afraid. There are really horrific, crappy things happening all over the world every day. Terrorism, domestic violence, brainwashing, racism, intolerance, animal cruelty, child neglect, elder abuse, sexism, Donald Trump. And so on. She also said some other stuff that I’m not going to repeat here because it is not kind, not kind at all. And kind is what we need to be. In fact […]

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Contains Curmudgeonly Rant

I am worried. I mean I’m always slightly worried, because I’m a mother and worrying is my job. But lately there’s been greater cause for concern and worry. I hate to worry. It seems pointless because the things I worry about are invariably things I can do nothing about and because it ages my brow only further (this is not something I classify as a worry, more a vanity, which […]

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Miss Cellaneous Goes To Town

Thursday is my town day. This is when we country folk put on our town uniform, write out to-do list and hit the big smoke. I have the hours between 9:15 and 2:15 precisely to get my town shit done. Here’s what my usual Thursday looks like: Meet friend for brisk walk and extended week’s worth of debriefery. Pause debrief for the steep bits where I have to just worry about […]

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INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY 2016

Okay a little bit of history first up: International Women’s Day was initiated by a German socialist named Clara Zetkin (great name). She did a good job – more than one million people across the Austro-Hungarian Empire demonstrated for women’s rights – to vote, to hold public office and to have the same opportunities as men in the workforce. The United Nations came to the party for the first time […]

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A LITTLE BIG MAGIC

I would like to share with you a little bit of magic. It’ll seem at first that there’s nothing magical in what I’m saying but bear with me… Going out on a school night for a wife and mother (or father and husband should he be the chief child wrangler) is not a simple task, particularly if you live out in the sticks and it’s a fair drive to the […]

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THIS IS WHAT CLIMATE CHANGE LOOKS LIKE

“We are in a new place. We just have to accept that we’ve crossed a threshold I suspect. This is what climate change looks like” – Professor David Bowman, Environmental Change Biologist, UTAS. Strewwwwwth. Every now and then I read something that makes my heart drop, my sphincters loosen and my whining, first-world-fixated trap shut the fuck up. This quote comes from a Guardian report into the bushfires that are raging […]

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Fucked Up Friday

There are some truly fucking fucked up people in the world aren’t there. And if you feel offended by my language then stop reading now probably because I might get more fucking colourful on account of those fuckers who do stuff like shoot lions and other fucking fucked up stuff way more offensive than saying fuck a bit lot. I’m grumpy and may or may not be a few days […]

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